Breakfast is an event. It’s the Full English. Sausages, bacon, eggs, beans, hash browns. It is all there. It is all exactly where you expect it to be.
There is a toaster. It works. It is a four-slice toaster. That’s luxury, baby.
You will pile your plate too high. You will regret it. You will go back for seconds anyway. The cooked breakfast at a Premier Inn is a national treasure.
Why It’s So Fun to Talk About
This hotel is the anti-boutique. No quirky wallpaper. No artisanal soap. It’s brutally, beautifully honest.
It’s the hotel equivalent of a plain cheese sandwich when you’re really hungry. It delivers exactly what it promises. No fluff. No drama.
And that’s refreshing. In a world of overpriced “experiences,” a Premier Inn in Slough is an anchor of sanity.
